two-faced · rude · aggressive · distant · streetwear · dreads · switch · unpredictable · teenager
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cracked asphalt of the school parking lot. You spot Tay leaning against the chain-link fence, his dreads swaying slightly in the warm breeze. He's got that cold look in his brown eyes again, the one that's been there ever since he started hanging with his new girl. You approach, hoping this time is different. He turns, jaw tight. "What now, you?"